“If you start judging people you will be having no time to love them… If we cannot love the person whom we see, how can we love god, whom we cannot see? ~ Mother Teresa



Friday, June 7, 2013

Goodbyes are the Hardest

Growing up I always wanted a Saint Bernard. In 2005 Russ (daddy) surprised me with Kody, Our very own handsome Saint. (well kind of) He wanted to surprise me but being as persistent as I was, I tagged along for a very long ride. I guessed where we were going when we pulled into an unknown neighborhood. I was so excited that when we pulled up to the house I jumped out of the truck before daddy could even put it in park. This sweet lady was standing outside holding him. He was so cuddly (cotton ball) and 8weeks old. It was seriously LOVE at first site.
Not for daddy, I think he felt like it was a competition. These two bumped heads, and constantly fought. But Kody held his grounds. Daddy would get so mad at me during the day because I would sneak Kody in the house, He hated Kody drool. But I would clean the walls, and sweep the floors all day long to hide the fact he was in the house. But sometimes I'd get caught because I missed a string of drool. :) HE WAS SERIOUSLY THE BEST!
 
 Kody was "our" very first baby, He gave me so much joy. He went everywhere with me. He loved car rides. Inside the truck or out side. He never missed the word "GO" even if I told the kids "go outside to play"  he thought we were going on a car ride. When Kody got sick we had to spell the word "G-O" and he noticed he was missing out on going places. If daddy was with us we would take him since he could lift him in and out of the truck. WE ALL LOVED HIM SO MUCH!
Kody loved me as much as I loved him, even more. He loved to "cuddle" and he loved to be cuddled. Wherever I was, Kody was. He was the sweetest. When I was sad he would sit next to the bed, lay his head to rest next to mine, and just sit with me. He would listen to everything I had to say. He would drive daddy crazy because he would get up about 2 or 3 times a night to check on me while I was sleeping. HE WAS SO SPECIAL
Kody was silly and didn't realize it. He made us laugh so much, and after a few times of forcing himself in the small dog door he finally pissed me off. He was hilarious when he would get in and just lay in the small dog kennel. He HATED showers but would let us bathe him. He wouldn't look at anyone after because he would be so upset. HE WAS SO FUNNY!
He seriously cracked me up. Daddy made me a garden for mothers day, Kody didn't mind that there were strawberries growing in his "bed" or the one he "claimed" He would just sun bathe. HE WAS SOO HILARIOUS! 
 When we found out nearly 3 months ago that Kody had bone cancer. I was in denial. We put him on medication and he acted as if he was not sick anymore. I got my hopes up. Pretended as if nothing was wrong because I didn't want to believe that he was sick. Often cried over the fact I didn't have very long. He still continued to follow me around the house. sit between daddy and I, stand between the kids and myself during our morning hugs, or any hug. Protected me from strangers. Daddy knew I was safe when I was home because Kody wouldn't let anyone near me. He would lean against me all the time, like I was a pole. This is our last family photo with Kody. He was always by my side. I MISS HIM SO!
 Thank you Kody for being my best friend. You showed and taught me so much! You never let me down. you gave me so many laughs, and kissed all my tears away. I cry even more when I think about you and I don't have you next to me to kiss my tears and sit by my side through my battle of "heeling" You were truly the BEST. I have so many funny stories/memories
to tell the kids about you when they are old enough to understand. I never knew I could love a pet as much as I loved you! I miss you so much already! I MISS YOUR KISSES!
                                              


Everyone knew just how much you meant to me. Our vet "Dr Dargar" had your paw print made in clay for me. your dirt, and hair are still pressed hard into the clay. Daddy had you cremated and brought home for me. You rest in this beautiful box locked with your name engraved in a heart.
Rest beautiful baby boy.
I love you!
Forever in my heart!

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